Chapter Six - Another Visitor
“That, was delicious.” Izabella said, putting her knife and fork down on her empty plate and leaning back in the large wooden chair. Molly Weasley smiled and blushed appreciatively from her seat half way down the table. Everyone surrounding the table were relaxing in their chairs, full to the brim of Mrs Weasley's large meal and looking sleepy.
Sirius sat next to Izabella, slumped in his chair with one arm resting on the back of her chair, as he rubbed his full stomach with his other hand and yawned sleepily.
“One of your best Molly,” he said smiling at her gratefully. Harry watched him from across the table. Sirius already looked 10 years younger and Izabella had only been back a few hours.
Izabella yawned and glanced at her watch as she placed a hand over her mouth delicately.
“Oh gosh! I need to get back.” she said sitting up straight and blinking as she stretched.
“Already?” Harry asked frowning at her from across the table.
“You can't leave yet,” Sirius protested childishly sitting up and turning to face her. She smiled sadly and shook her head.
“I need to get home.”
“I can easily make a bed up for you dear,” Mrs Weasley said as she waved her wand and cleared away the plates with help from Bill and Mr Weasley.
“I haven't got any stuff...” Izabella said shrugging.
Lupin smiled and tilted his head to the opposite side of the room.
“Dumbledore sorted that out for you.” he said as Izabella turned to where he was looking and let out a small laugh as she saw her suitcase stood in the corner of the room. A puzzled look crossed her face as she wondered when or how he managed it but then she laughed to herself. It was Dumbledore after all.
“So you're staying?” Harry said sharing a grin with Sirius across the table. She rolled her eyes and laughed.
“I suppose I am then.” Izabella smiled at Harry then turned in her chair to face Sirius. They looked at each other for a moment, smiling then turned their heads away from each other blushing lightly.
“Molly I can make up a bed myself, just show me where the linen is.” Izabella smiled, pushing her chair back and standing up.
“Oh don't be silly dear. I'll be seeing the children to bed now anyway.” she replied as she returned from the kitchen, levitating a pile of sheets and covers in front of her with her wand.
“Bed already!?” Ron protested
“Yes, Ronald. Come on. All of you.” she said, passing a glare to Fred and George who grumbled but pushed their chairs back and disapparated suddenly.
Harry looked at Sirius who nodded.
“Goodnight Harry.” he said touching his godson's shoulder as he passed him.
“See you in the morning Harry.” Izabella smiled and touched his cheek affectionately.
“Goodnight.” Harry smiled at Lupin then at his godparents then turned and followed Hermione up the stairs.
Sirius and Izabella followed them into the hallway, laughing as Ron dragged his feet slowly up the staircase.
“Ronald! If you aren't in your bedroom in one minute I swear...” Mrs Weasley's shrill voice faded off as she reached the girl's bedroom.
Izabella smiled, a warm feeling rising inside of her. She felt as though she could explode with happiness and felt stupid about her worries and fears from earlier in the day.
Izabella turned to Sirius and took a step towards him. He smiled cheekily and winked then turned to the front door as it suddenly opened and footsteps could be heard making their way down the hallway.
The heavy feet echoed in the dank entrance. As they turned to face the new visitor, Izabella gasped quietly.
His long black robes flowed out behind him and his matching hair was damp from the light summer rain outside. His dark eyes found Izabella's and they stared at each other for a moment.
“Severus.” she said quietly. He watched her and his face seemed to soften, his body relaxing as his head tilted to one side.
“Snape?” said a quiet questioning voice from above them. The three adults looked up to find Harry, Ron and Hermione leaning over the bannister as they watched the exchange happening below.
“Isn't it past your bedtime Potter?” Snape sneered up at him.
“Go to your room Harry.” Siruis snapped. His eyes had glazed over once more and his smile had vanished. He turned and left the hallway, slamming the kitchen door behind him, leaving Izabella and Snape alone in the hallway, and Harry and the others to be shunted into their rooms by Mrs Weasley.
Last edited by ThePureBloodPrincess; 05-08-2011 at 10:16 PM.
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